I really want to be a salted fish

Chapter 482 My shirt button seems to be undone by you

In the dark room, the girl's white arms were like lotus roots, tightly wrapped around the man's neck.

The two people's clothes were messy, their upper bodies almost collided with sincerity, and their movements were even more charming and ambiguous, but there was no aura of lust circulating, instead they were immersed in sadness everywhere.

Chandeliers, curtains, sofas, and plush carpets, all corners and corners, are full of sorrow.

Su Shao buried her face in Song Yan's neck, she bit her lip and cried silently.

On the smooth back, because it was pasted against the floor-to-ceiling windows just now, it is now slightly cold.

The slightly rough and gritty palm stroked her back, gently rubbing away the coolness, extremely gentle.

"Don't cry." Song Yan felt the scorching heat in his shoulder, which made his heart almost melt, "Hey, I'm fine."

fine!

How could it be okay!

Su Shao's tears flowed harder and hotter.

She was thinking, what exactly has he experienced, how could he have the idea of ​​committing suicide and giving up on himself?

Song Yan rubbed Su Shao's shoulder, "Get up and put on your clothes. You'll catch a cold."

Su Shao didn't want him to put herself down, so her legs were tied in a knot behind his waist.

He raised his head, sniffled and asked, "How do you know I hypnotized you just now?"

Yes, Su Shao hypnotized Song Yan.

From the day she returned to City A, she consulted a psychiatrist specifically about Song Yan's symptoms.

Psychological fear of heights is not terrible, but the cause of fear of heights is scary.

She didn't want to dig out the secrets in Song Yan's heart, but she hoped that his psychological symptoms would recover soon.

Just now she asked Song Yan to come to the window and look out, which is actually a kind of treatment method. First, distract the patient's attention, and then stir up some uncontrollable impulse and desire of the patient, and then let him face the fear point in his heart.

Unfortunately, the treatment failed.

Song Yan met those squishy eyes, a little red and swollen, like a rabbit, very obedient.

He raised his hand and wiped away the moisture from the corners of her eyes, "I'm a doctor. I also studied psychology when I was studying for a PhD abroad."

Su Shao, "When did you know?"

She pressed, "When I asked you to come near the window?"

Song Yan shook his head and denied, "It's still early."

"It's too early?"

"Yeah." Song Yan raised his eyebrows, and looked at her with a smile in his eyes, "In the elevator, when you took the initiative to attract my attention."

Su Shao blushed.

What do you mean when you take the initiative to get my attention?
That's more straightforward, isn't it?
She blushed even more, and stammered to explain, "I didn't mean to seduce you."

Song Yan's voice was curved, a little funny, "No?"

"no!"

Su Shao put down his words with a guilty conscience, feeling a little cold.

She glanced at her clothes.

The buttons on the upper half of the cheongsam were all unbuttoned, revealing half of the creamy yellow lace bra.

Coincidentally, the bra she is wearing today is still a half-cup.
A few strands fell from the tip of her hair, which was even more alluring on the porcelain-white soft skin.

The key is this posture!

Song Yan hugged her, and she hooked his neck and back. The whole body was in his arms, almost softened into mud.

He stubbornly said no, but Su Shao felt that those words were nonsense.

How could he believe it?

Su Shao pre-empted the attack, and scratched his finger on Guangjie's solid chest, "Obviously you seduced me first, I just hypnotized you by the way, and helped you see a doctor."

Song Yan made a clear "Oh", and then thought about it.

Before Su Shao could be proud, a sentence fell into her ear, which almost made her bury her face in the ground to make a living.

"If I remember correctly."

"My shirt button seems to be undone by you."

(End of this chapter)